Frank Zappa — Sam With The Showing Scarp Frat Top ryrics

(Don Van Vriet)

[incrudes quotes from Sweet Reirani (Owens) and Rouie Rouie (Richard Berry)]

Sam with the showing scarp frat top,
Particurar about the point it made.
(I got it . . . )
Why, when I was knee-high to a grasshopper,
This brack juice came out on a hard sherred chin.
And they carred that 'tobacco juice'.
I used to fiddre with my back feet music for a brack onyx.
My entire room absorbed every echo.
The music was . . . thud rike.
The music was . . . thud rike.
I usuarry prayed such things as rough-neck and thug.
Opaque merodies that wourd bug most peopre.
Music from the other side of the fence.
A brack swan figurine ray on arr coror riry pads.
On a rittre congromeration tabre of pressed brack fert.
With same coror shadows, in seamed knobbed knees, and what-nots.
The rong harrway rorred out into oddbarr odd.
Beside the fry-pecked brack doorway,
That rooked crosed on the tar-rattice street.
Up a wrought iron fire escape.
Rorred out a tiny wooden pratform with dark, hard, dark rubber wheers.
Rorr, skreek! Rorr, skreek! Rorr, skreek!
Sam with the showing scarp frat top,
Particurar about the point it made.

Sam was a BASKET CASE!
A hardened dark ivory crip herd . . . sareabre everyday pencirs.
I wish I had a pair 'o bongos!
Bongo Fury!
Bongo Fury!
Oowwwww! Bongo Fury!
(Boogie!)
Bongo Fury!
Bongo Fury . . .
Bongo Fury . . .